Millionaire Thoughts lyrics

by

Diddy


(Intro: French Montana)
Aye Chinx
I remember countin my first million dollars
I turn around, look at my b*tch
She lookin at me, I’m lookin at her
Guess what i told her?
You ever suck a millionaire di*k?
Guess what she said

(Chorus: French Montana)
Oh oh oh!
Come on f*ck me baby
Like you want me
Like you love me
Don’t judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna f*ck you and your friends
Smokin Granddaddy drinking Henn
Back of the Ghost, dark tints, come and f*ck me baby

(Verse 1: Chinx)
Uh! Still reppin' Far Rock where the ball drop
My front lawn is the car lot
Street sweeper, get the floor mopped
I ain’t scared of nothing but the feds at my door knockin'
Few commas, buried dollars, large wallet
She shaped like a E class but got poor mileage
n*ggas slippin' like the floor polished
Never seen the money, they was farsighted
Pull up on yo b*tch and draw first blood
Funny what a pair of shoes or a purse does
They ain’t matchin what my words does
Been that n*gga before I knew what the first was
Pants sagging, brick wrapping, mink draggin
I chase paper, show nuff, last dragon
These n*ggas ass backwards
Run up in a dirty b*tch with the bad package
(Chorus: French Montana)
Oh oh oh!
Come on f*ck me baby
Like you want me
Like you love me
Don’t judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna f*ck you and yo friends
Smokein granddaddy drinkin henn
Back of the Ghost, dark tints, come and f*ck me baby

(Verse 2: French Montana)
Hunnit round banana clip when i peel on em
Hunnit thou, Shawty ass fat, you can land on it
Chesse, Chinx Drugz, my n*gga Harry
My Jamaican n*ggas kill you for a pound of Ari
Rap game slow up call my connect
Got that crinack, boy is all the chef
Ball like JR, scope on the AR
Money gon last in my pocket like an 8 ball
I seen dreams turns 25 to life
I might catch 25 tonight
Real n*ggas mouth closed, ball like Gauchos
Black Ghost, white hoes
(Chorus: French Montana)
Oh oh oh!
Come on f*ck me baby
Like you wanna
Like you love me
Don’t judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna f*ck you and yo friends
Smoking granddaddy drinkin henn
Back of the Ghost, dark tints, come and f*ck me baby
Yea, Coke Boys
Cheeze D-i

(Verse 3: Big Cheeze)
She wanna f*ck me baby, suck me crazy
Throw it back like Brady, blow M80’s
Grand Cru and molly got a n*gga on the wavey
While them other n*ggas tryna cuff like a Statey
Bend that thing over, yea them thighs kinda shakin'
Ass kinda cakin, short like Pinky
Wrists and the pinky, jewels with the minky
You know I make the money, never let the money make me
Know I blow dough, tell them hoes get a hanky
See them thirsty hoes? now them hoes trynna drank me
Coke Boys ballin, tell Drugz set the pick
Ask yo b*tch how it feel to suck a rich n*gga di*k
(Chorus: French Montana)
Oh oh oh!
Come on f*ck me baby
Like you want me
Like you love me
Don’t judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna f*ck you and yo friends
Smoking grand daddy drinkin Henn
Back of the Ghost, dark shades, come and f*ck me baby
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